Lyrics:
I used it
Gathered up some friends and we would start a band
Gospel rap and R&B, that's when ambition began
Made us some music and we had put out
The Mix
They Ainn tryna do shit but go run and tell a Young nigga
Business
I'm money minded
You Can Tell just by the way that i Talk That Im I'm tryna go
love the buzz, nigga
My reason for rhyme
Because I'm true to this rap
My reason for rhyme
Because I'm real with this rap
My reason for rhyme
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
When I can just send him and him home
Then gone upside the real Eminem's dome
With raps that'll slap and clap his cap back
Til it crack that crappy candy
with my steeds in tact
with ease i rap, you chopping mad takes for a verse
bullshit punches, my hunches, you should wait and rehearse
stop i heard
Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
Smoke good weed and we vibe out
and the shooters
Trapper in the trap house used to mix that soda with yola
Now I rap about that realness ima revolutionary soldier
Man wanna trap let's do this
Man
A bump bump bump
Call up Puff Daddy ask him if he wants to do a verse with me
Real pimps get down on the flow
But I dont see a hoe in the video
Why
Eliminate The Possibility
That To Be An E-M-C-E-E
Is Not A Threat To Society
Say Step By Step
Stride By Stride
I Know The Young Ladies Would Like To Ride
If
this is nothin to a champ
Stop and watch me do my dance i take a flick i take a flick just to post it on the gram
I need weed I need lean mix da molly
to every extreme to make MC's scream
I'm clever, I last forever, we can do whatever
With whoever, whenever, I never
Ever got rocked, stopped or dropped
for romance
I do afro dancehall rap
Qnd okiki mix my beats
I got love for my ygs
I scold and care
Like nany mac-fee
I got harries
Sneakbo
Cause my mum
A little bit of this, a little bit of that
Mixed a, little of this, and now I gotta rap
I'm the, Chief Rocka, so I guess I am in charge
I freak it with
show you how to get it crunk
(I'm still) plottin' with Fox (to death) I do it with Clef
(Forever) We're world mackin' thats to the death
Nigga blast
Pour two shots for loss Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
you're a flop I be bringing the pain
Live for the rap got me going insane
Missing your shot I'm a hit with the fade
Your playing cod bah this isn't a game
a physician
Like a Space Shuttle I'm on a mission
Homeboys and girls, don't be afraid
Because I'm down by law with Mix Master Spade
You never heard my voice
it on, so I won't get busted
You know rap stars never get trusted
Baby want to get so I put it on vibrate
How does Mix-A-Lot communicate
With
to make raps out of my gullet"
So I remit, retreat
But don't admit defeat
He didn't say I couldn't do it
Just that he wouldn't be my feat
Now I gotta move
of the ( ? )
[ VERSE 5: Starang Wondah ]
Yo, it's Starang Won with no deal, I'm mobile
This rap shit is so real, man, you don't even know Will
I play
bitch
Send my main bitch get her ass did
Don’t mix me up with this rap shit
I’m not the one that u can cap with
Say bitch what u tryna do
Jump
pay yo' price
I do R&B but they want me to rap
You rappers ain't doin' your job right
The Roc called me in to come up and just pick up your slack
I
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